Day 94. After all of our travels, our final leg of the journey back to the UK couldn’t have been easier. Having been dropped off by the driver at Cairo Airport, we were whisked through all the queues by our personal assisstant. Bizarrely … very bizarrely … we met Scottito in the airport whilst rushing through the queues. Scottito was with us on the tour through Central America. He’d gone one way round the world and we’d gone the other to meet up by chance here! He was making his way back from Central America to his home in Australia via the Middle East. His next stop was a tour of Libya!

Our journey home was full of passengers being repatriated in various degrees of dishevellement. There was a hint of tension in the air. In the back of everyone’s mind was the possibility that the plane might fall out of the sky at the hands of Eyjafjallajoekull. On touchdown, everyone clapped the captain for a smooth landing. With the tension released, the passenger behind us fainted as he was fetching his bags from the overhead locker!

Everything you need to know once you've landed at Heathrow

We were expecting fanfare and news crews on arrival at Heathrow but it was just another ordinary day. With UK airspace having been open for over 18 hours, it was clearly old news.

Patti met us at the airport and drove us to the Sunningdale Retreat complete with perfect weather, cherry blossoms, foot spa, facial treatments and home cooked food.

Cherry blossoms in sunny Sunningdale

It was nice to get back to the normality of school days, washing machines, Max’s experimental wasp trap in the garden and Bob’s tasting session with goji berries and pumpkin seeds.

Maybe our three travel outfits belong in the bin rather than the washing machine